Student Seductress (GxG)

CHAPTER 8

 “Did you really have to throw and crush it down?!” I can’t help but raise my voice at her.

Call me overreacting but I find her reaction irrational.

We ended up following my friends because she told me she’s never been into any events like this and that she’s curious so we came after them. Kaso panay lang ang away namin kaya hinablot ko siya ulit sa sasakyan niya para kausapin.

“I can buy this whole lot for you and you can have all the flowers present here!” her forehead were knotted as she said those.

“This whole lot, your ass! Lahat ng lumalapit sa’kin kanina inaaway mo! Tapos ‘yong tatlong rosas na binigay ng binata?! Tinapon mo na nga inapak-apakan mo pa!”

“It was just a flower, Samira! I can buy you a lot more.”

“Nag-effort ‘yong tao, Aranea! Didn’t you see that? Those roses were freshly picked! Konting pag-a-appreciate lang rin sana…”

She looked away.

“D-Do you really love those… roses from him? Hmm?... Did you liked it that much… that you’re starting,” she gulped, “… to hate me now, because I had thrown and crushed it out?” my heart clenched in pain when she asked me those softly, in pain.

My anger subsided in an instant.

“I didn’t say that,” I held her hand, “I don’t hate you…” I told her gently. “Look at me, baby…”

She shook her head, “You’ve never been this mad at me… you never shouted at me like this no matter how bitchy I become.” her voice cracked, “You… y-you only treated me like this, now, because of him… because of that f-flower he gave you,” something tugged my heart hard, “You were even smiling when you received that from him, but... look at you being like this to me now.” she whispered weakly.

My heart throbbed in so much pain even more when I saw her wiped her face abruptly, still looking away from me.

“Aranea... Baby,” I called her softly, “Look at me, please. I’m not…” my heart clenched in pain again when she took her hand away from me.

“I’ll go get it, from the ground.” she shook her head, “No, I’ll try… I-I’ll try to pick up roses again for you. Just… just don’t look at me with anger and hatred again.” her hand went to opened the door but I stopped her by grabbing that hand.

Shaking her head, she took my hand away from hers again.

“Let me. I’ll try to get roses for you again so you won’t hate–“

“Damn it, Aranea!! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT I DON'T HATE YOU?!”

She looked at me this time, and I’ve witnessed how pain crossed her eyes when our eyes met. Her lips quivered and her eyes reddened in a snap.

“See? You're shouting at me... and that– that look in your eyes–“ I cut her off by kissing her passionately.

I cupped her cheeks with both of my hands to keep her face on me.

I looked at her eyes intently, “Sorry." Tinitigan ko siya sa mata, "I didn't mean to shout. Baby, I don’t hate you,” masuyong sabi ko sa kaniya. “Do you understand?”

“But you were so mad…”

“I was mad.” mapupungay ang mga matang naka-tingin siya sa’kin, “I was mad because you throw the symbol of your lambing for me and even stepped on it. You were the reason why I was smiling when I received it. I was thinking of you when my eyes locked on the roses.” I said gently, wanting her understand my every word.